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december 13, 2012; 7:48pm

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I remember
the way
your hair
would blow
summer days
when laziness
was virtue
and time
was not
numeric and
the feeling
of forever
seemed close
at hand
the innocence
before experience
letting nature
into us
the purest
way possible

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Written by burrben

December 14, 2012 at 1:54 am

Posted in poetry

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